“No one knows for certain how much impact they have on

the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue.

Yet we push it just the same.” 

Jay Asher

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Mark’s #P.O.V.

We were in a rehearsal for the upcoming performance in Gayo Daejun with three other rookies; Winner, Lovelyz, and last but not least, Red Velvet. It wasn’t long until I realize someone familiar in the crowds. It was Wendy, the brown-colored hair with a blue shirt with white stripes on it. Her hair was in a messy bun, it was as if it’s her who patent the looks, because it fits her perfectly. I know her because we accidently met in a restaurant, and it still made a huge impression within me. She’s sweet, comfortable to be with, and warm. A real definition what so called “home”.

We have just finished the rehearsal, and after the choreographer wrapped up the rehearsals by confirming the schedule for the whole three weeks, we were dismissed. I stood up and were walking backward to bow at everyone with Jackson pulling my hand, when suddenly someone bumped me. A girl, a small one. Wendy.

“I’m sorry,” she bowed at me a thousand times, for I don’t know how long and was in a rush. She doesn’t remember me?

“Wan-ah, you don’t remember me?” Pfft. Nu-uh Mark.

“I’m Mark.” I said that. I just ing said that, in front of someone I barely knew. I was risking my self-esteem. She then looked at me in the eye and examined my whole body. It was as if she’s seeing a stranger, and a strange one to be exact. /Get it?

“Mark?” She tiptoed and made her face closer to mine.

“Mark Yi-Eun Tuan!” and she smiled.

Wendy’s #P.O.V.

“So you already know two members of GOT7?” Seulgi asked, we were in the car, waiting for the other members.

“Yes. I already told you that I met Amber’s friends before debut, right?”

“How come you did not know what group they were in back then?” Seulgi frowned her eyebrows. She was curious, and maybe a little bit suspicious, if I may add.

“We weren’t talking about our jobs. We were talking something different, and it might be too exciting that we forgot to ask each other where we were from.” We weren’t going to be so into the topic if we knew that we were trainees. It would be awkward.

“Wan-ah, please be careful,” she said. She’s suspicious because she’s afraid about how the industry works right now. She knew all the dark secrets about how idols intera